A short conversation prompted by the proper disposal of icy wrappers

“We don’t want to kill the Earth, because then we will have nowhere to live and we won’t be able to see the moon in outer space,” Liam said.
“You’re right,” I said.
“Where does God live?” he asked.
“Err,” I said. “I think God is everywhere all the time wherever you want.”
“No,” he said. “I think God would want a bedroom in the sky.”
“How do you know God is a boy?”
“I don’t know,” he said. “I just think that sometimes.”

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